Chained – Hattie Jacks

I say, my heart seized with fear given how badly injured Retah is. “She’s perfectly safe in the basement, grumbling about the cooking facilities. She’s fine,” he says, taking a step towards me and stopped by a growl from Maxym. “She told me you are with young,” he says quietly, eyeing Maxym carefully. “She says this warrior has accepted both of you.”

“Cleo and her young are mine,” Maxym snarls. “No one else can have them.” “Question answered.” Retah holds up his hands to supplicate Maxym, the stick clutched in one of them. “I consider your mate like a daughter to me, Gryn,” he says. “She has been good for my business, and having a young creature around has been good for Tibi and me too.”

He cocks his horned head on one side. “Whatever happens, I trust you will always consider this place home, Cleo.” His words are delivered warmly even as he keeps his eyes firmly on Maxym. I place one hand on Maxym’s chest and slide the other deep into his feathers. I’m rewarded by a stuttering breath and flickering eyelids. All my huge gladiator wants is to be loved.

He wants a simple kindness to pull him away from the violence, the only thing he’s known for a long time. I can feel his thoughts in turmoil, from not knowing what to do about Retah, to having me in his arms and my hand at the base of his wings. Maxym is confused and lost. And he wants to be found. 1kitap1.com/en Discovering the injured Remek warrior was not exactly a surprise. As soon as Cleo mentioned the basement, it was my thought he would be hiding there, surrounded by his armory.

It made perfect sense for the place to seem deserted, and as I lift my head, I’m certain he’s been using scent repressors to hide the evidence of his occupation. Even though he’s indicated he thinks of Cleo as a daughter, it hasn’t quite assuaged my feral side, the mate who hasn’t nested, who hasn’t claimed his eregri in his nest. I give him a warning glance, and a tip of his horned head suggests he understands.

“Come and see Tibi,” he says to Cleo. “She’s been desperately worried about you after what happened at the dome.” My Cleo hurries out of her bedroom and back in the direction I took when I thought the place was filling with Bogarok. “What did happen at the dome?” Retah says to me, placing his stick on the floor and hobbling after my mate. I don’t let him get far before pushing past. “Carnage,” I growl. “What do you know about the invasion?”

I turn to face him in the narrow passage, my bulk stopping his progress. “I know the Bogarok were sent as an advance force,” he says. “I know they want every fighter, including you, in their usual scorched planet process, only this time it’s not to kill you all, it’s capture.” “Why?”

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Editing: Polaris Editing Cover: Ozark Witch Designs Created with Vellum 1kitap1.com/en CONTENTS JOIN ME! Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Cleo Maxym Cleo Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Maxym Cleo Epilogue Cleo Hooded Fern Klynn JOIN ME!

Also by Hattie Jacks Just who is this Hattie Jacks anyway? 1kitap1.com/en JOIN ME! Why not join the Hattie Jacks Alien Appreciation Society? Subscribe to my newsletter for a free sci-fi romance novella: www.hattiejacks.com/subscribe If you wish, you can stalk me on Instagram: www.instagram.com/hattie.jacks or join my Facebook group: www.facebook.com/hattieshotties 1kitap1.com/en CLEO My name is bellowed down the corridor, and I give the Cirmos with the large ladle in her paw a long-suffering look.

“What have you done this time?” Tibi asks calmly, the tip of her tail twitching as she goes back to stirring the large pot of stew on the heating rack. “Not be where he wants me to be.” I sigh. “I’m never where he wants me to be because I can’t read minds.” I tap the side of my head and Tibi hisses out a laugh. The little striped Cirmos, an alien who bears a remarkable resemblance to a tabby cat with her tan and black fur, large ears, and green eyes, is an incredible chef, providing the best dishes, on demand, all day every day.

“Do you want to taste?” she asks, offering me the stirrer. Bile rises in my stomach.

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